COLD FIRE

Александр Изотов
If I only had a home here
I’d have never go away
if you only had a heart, dear,
I wouldn’t break it anyway

The news are kind of dire
the stories are always dull
Here comes this cold, cold fire
from your soul

In the time of your all angst and fear
I would be quiet like a snow
if my thoughts about your moves were clear,
I would have tried to let you know

You're inspired my desire
Attractive like black hole
you are the cold, cold fire
burnt my soul

This new Babel has been made of jeer
now we talk the common tongue
I feel that you are always somewhere near
but this distance is so long

They stood back to admire
you stepping to the hall
to share the cold, cold fire
from your soul

2009-2018